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"When I was about 161/2 years old there came into the house a boy
about two years younger than myself, and who became the absorbing
thought of my school days. I do not remember a moment, from the
time I first saw him to the time I left school, that I was not in
love with him, and the affection was reciprocated, if somewhat
reservedly. He was always a little ahead of me in books and
scholarship, but as our affection ripened we spent most of our
spare time together, and he received my advances much as a girl
who is being wooed, a little mockingly, perhaps, but with real
pleasure. He allowed me to fondle and caress him, but our
intimacy never went further than a kiss, and about that even was
the slur of shame; there was always a barrier between us, and we
never so much as whispered to one another concerning those things
of which all the school obscenely talked. Any connection between
our own emotions and the sexual morals of the school never
occurred to us. In fact, we lived a dream-life of chastity that
could not relate itself to any human conditions.


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